34 The Man-Eating House (31)

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A cold wind drifted out from the wide-open hall, stabbing the Empress Dowager’s cheeks like thorns. She could not help tugging at her collar. Though the New Year had passed, the weather showed no sign of changing.

Hu Xixi rose to his feet and said indifferently, “No. And even if there were, it would have nothing to do with you!” It truly had nothing to do with him. Wanwan was the one who was pregnant—what did it have to do with him?

“Have a heart. You’re a grown man and can take it, but Tang Guo is different.” Lin Kexin smiled.

“Everything I said is the truth. Shuangshuang is the only bloodline of the Han family.” Han Weisong did not care in the slightest whether Han Miaomiao could bear such thunderous news, and continued, “There is no one else.”

Wu Jing sensed something strange in his gaze. Wave after wave of unease rose within her and began surging outward without end.

His attention returned once more to the ring’s inner space. Yun Feng searched again, and a scroll appeared in his hand. Three large words were written across its surface: Beast Taming Arts.

“We intend to flee together and form an alliance to return west. Would you be willing to leave with us, Lord Xu?” Xue Shiliang asked.

They say that when the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole waits behind. This time, Wang Tian had played the oriole so perfectly that no better description could possibly be found. One could say that obtaining those two items felt almost like a dream to Wang Tian—far too dramatic to be real.

And there was something else. What exactly did that outfit signify? What did it mean that she alone was qualified to wear it?

However, he had first told him that there was no room for wishful thinking. Reality shattered Wang Hu’s hopes, while Wang Tian emerged completely unharmed.

At the instant the space twisted violently, Brother Hu’s expression changed dramatically. With only the narrowest margin to spare, he altered his course in midair and shifted his body sideways.

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Seeing that Nangong Xi very much wanted to improve her cultivation, Long Ye planned to exchange for pills through the system in order to help his master advance.

However, considering how the Blood Dragon Empire had managed to obtain such detailed information, Solo naturally thought of many things and realized that the empire’s power was indeed formidable.

The fierce warrior charged straight into the underground parking lot. The assassins who had originally been stationed in the guard tower were all dumbfounded, watching helplessly as the car roared past.

A single sword aura slew one shadow warrior. More than a dozen sword auras shot forth, slicing the bodies of more than a dozen shadow warriors cleanly in half.

What had gotten this girl so fired up today? Rubbing his temples to ease the headache, Chen Yu secretly cast a pleading glance toward the other side.

The Tyrant Blade Sect had been founded upon the art of the saber. Among the thirty-six paradises of the hidden sect world, it was considered a fairly powerful school, with a foundation comparable to that of the Heavenly One Sword Sect.

Now, as for sweeping fire: it required an extremely high level of familiarity with firearms, as well as exceptional control. Every gun had a different trajectory, rate of fire, power, and so on. Mastering the trajectory of each weapon was the key to becoming skilled at shooting.

“General, didn’t you say you were going to capture all the monkey demons from Moonlit Valley and put them on display in the streets?” Liu Yi retorted.

The moment he closed the wristwatch interface, Lias and Sona immediately fixed their eyes on Brother Wuyou, staring intently as if they wanted to find something on his face.

After descending to the lower realm this time, the heavenly soldiers of Camp A were extremely serious and conscientious during the initial period of carrying out their missions. But as time passed, they gradually returned to their old ways whenever they were dispatched outside court assemblies.

Arthur had not expected the upper management of the Sunderland Group to oppose him. He knew this executive named Bala as well. She was usually all smiles, kind and familiar as though she were family, but on this matter her words had become as sharp as knives. She was cutting directly at his dignity.

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“Is that Brother Chengyou? He looks like a beggar to me. But even without seeing his face, my Brother Chengyou is still so captivating.” This was a comment from an online user named Jiajia. Without a doubt, she was probably An Chengyou’s fan.

“Do you really want to become a heavenly general?” The man making steamed buns did not answer Dijiia, but instead asked him this question.

“Captain Ling, weren’t you desperately opposed to him going to war with the other side before? What happened today?” one of his trusted aides asked in confusion.

It could be said that this was the most dangerous moment the military headquarters had ever faced. There was no complete defensive line ahead, no troops nearby capable of protecting themselves, and nothing at all behind them. If the enemy sent even a single company, it would be enough to wipe out the headquarters of the Twelfth Resistance Army.

Jindy and the others stood nearby, staring blankly. They wanted to laugh but did not dare, for the turmoil had gradually accumulated authority within the unit. Even Jindy did not dare behave recklessly in front of him.

He hated his own weakness. He had immersed himself wholly in academic pursuits and had never devoted himself to studying mecha, let alone the parchment scroll left behind by the old man. If Heaven could give him another chance to start over, he would diligently study the Daoist Canon. Even if one day the entire city-state turned against him, he would not regret it.

It turned out that when the Six Monsters of Mei River fled into the passage, they had already prepared themselves psychologically for a change of plan. During their escape, the six of them had agreed to split up. The Water-Eyed Monster and the Water-Tongued Monster would use the lives of the Land God and River God to hold back Dijiia and the other heavenly soldiers, while the Water-Brow Monster and the others would return to the cavern residence and put things in order.

“Looks like I really can’t let you live!” Chu Mu’s gaze turned cold. He then struck out with a single slap. The entire face of the man who had fired the gun was smashed apart, reduced to a gruesome blur of blood and flesh, and he was sent flying through the shattered glass.

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